Think you can come up with a caption for this picture?
This is by Paul Beckman (who sent it to me by email):
"We met at the bar, he said bring the hubbies fishing tomorrow."
Laughing at the sailor's antics, not realizing he was pointing behind them.
The Stepford husbands' short vacation.
Italy, 1953 - Europe trip, Horace in the background. We married next June.
Don't throw him to the wolves! Throw him to the fish! Less messy!
I said, "Bobby, Hon, it's just a fish down the toilet. Relax."
He missed. They laughed, drowning what little was left of his self-esteem.
I let it go. It simply won’t fit in the pan darling!
Look who photobombed us, again.
It’s O.k. We know it’s a fake!
Laughing in the face of fear kept them afloat, until it didn't.
How big?
The one I threw back was THIIIIS big.
With our sacrifice, the mass shootings will finally stop.
Sunglasses hid Betsy Ross’s eyes. Masked her smile. Farewell, demon fish.
This is by Paul Beckman (who sent it to me by email):
"We met at the bar, he said bring the hubbies fishing tomorrow."
Laughing at the sailor's antics, not realizing he was pointing behind them.
The Stepford husbands' short vacation.
Italy, 1953 - Europe trip, Horace in the background. We married next June.
Don't throw him to the wolves! Throw him to the fish! Less messy!
I said, "Bobby, Hon, it's just a fish down the toilet. Relax."
He missed. They laughed, drowning what little was left of his self-esteem.
I let it go. It simply won’t fit in the pan darling!
Look who photobombed us, again.
It’s O.k. We know it’s a fake!
Laughing in the face of fear kept them afloat, until it didn't.
How big?
The one I threw back was THIIIIS big.
With our sacrifice, the mass shootings will finally stop.
Sunglasses hid Betsy Ross’s eyes. Masked her smile. Farewell, demon fish.